Exclusive Sneak Peek to 'Doctor Demon' (2)
Exclusive Sneak Peek to 'Doctor Demon' (2)
THIS CHAPTER MARKS THE LAST APPEARANCE OF DOYOUNG, SIWAN AND BABY HOBIN (*ahem* BY NOW YA'LL CAN GUESS WHO THE MALE LEADS ARE FOR THE SEQUEL. THEY'LL COME BACK ALL GROWN UP AND READY TO WIN THE HEART OF A CERTAIN CHEEKY GHOST SEER )
IF YOU'RE WONDERING WHY I DIDN'T GIVE A GOODBYE SCENE FOR SIWAN AND JINA, HOLD UP. IT'LL BE AVAILABLE IN THE SEQUEL ONCE IT'S PUBLISHED AFTER THIS BOK ENDS (HOPEFULLY BY NEXT MONTH). MLC IS ON ITS SECOND LAST ARC SO BE PREPARED WITH A LOT OF TISSUES TO SAY GOODBYE TO MINYOON COUPLE. TILL THEN, ENJOY THE RIDE~
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Doyoung got out of her car. She had just arrived at the spot where Bosung had requested her to meet. Her friend sounded very worried over the phone and this alarmed Doyoung. What was going on? Why was Bosung so scared?
The meeting place was a park which had been abandoned for years. The rides had broken down while the trees were dry and leafless. There was once a pond at a corner but that had also dried up. Only weeds and grass remained.
She walked to the center, waiting under a dry banyan tree. It was just past 8 PM and the night was getting darker. Even though it was not that late, there was something eerie about the park which scared her. She was unwilling to stand there alone and wished that Bosung hurried up.
Where is she? Doyoung wondered.
The sudden screeching of tires startled her. She looked around to find Bosung's lone figure getting out of a car. To her shock, Bosung was limping as she carried a basket in her hands.
"Bosung!"
Doyoung quickly ran towards her friend who had fallen down but clung onto the basket for dear life. To Doyoung's horror, Bosung was bleeding from her private part.
"Bosung, your stomach…" Doyoung whispered. She quickly glanced into the basket and in it was a tiny little baby who was asleep. The baby was really small, as if he had been born only hours ago. Did Bosung give birth to him all by herself without any medical care?
"We need to take you to the hospital!" Doyoung exclaimed. "Quickly-"
But Bosung stopped her, clutching her hand.
"N-no!" she stammered with great difficulty. "I won't survive this, Doyoung. I don't have time!"
She pushed the basket towards Doyoung who was shocked.
"I'm going to ask you for a big favor," Bosung begged. "It'll be a burden but I don't have anyone I can trust! This baby...he's my only hope! Please take care of him…"
"Bosung, where's his father?" Doyoung demanded. "I thought you said he would come for you!"
"I...I can't explain it to you," Bosung said tearfully. "Everything has been ruined, Doyoung! His father...his father has been captured by them and he can't return to us…"
With that, Bosung began to weep for her husband who was now in the clutches of his own kind. The baby in her arms was not an ordinary human but how could she explain it to others? She had no time and the demons were after this innocent life. If they got their hands on him then they would kill his humanity and let the demon in him takeover! It was the last thing they wanted for their child.
"Take care of him," she begged tearfully. "I...don't have much time...Please...Doyoung…"
Doyoung was in a dilemma. Take care of a baby like this? How was this even a logical thing to do? But Bosung had taken such a huge risk and came to her for help. Her good heart could not even turn her away that too when she was on the verge of death!
"We have to get you to a hospital!" Doyoung declared. She picked up the basket with one hand and supported her friend on her other shoulder. Bosung had lost a lot of blood and was nearly unconscious.
"Keep the locket on him…" Bosung murmured. "Never let him take it off…"
"Let's get to the hospital first!" Doyoung scolded her. She hoisted her friend to the backseat while put the baby basket in the front seat. Ensuring that it was secured, she got into the driver's seat and drove off.
As soon as they reached the hospital, Doyoung rushed to the medics for help.
"My friend!" she exclaimed to a doctor. "She just gave birth on her own and is bleeding! Please help her!"
The doctor and nurses rushed to the car and saw the deathly lady who had lost a lot of blood. They carried her onto a stretcher and immediately took her to the operation theater. Doyoung sat outside the surgery room, holding the baby in her arms. She had left Siwan with the servants so he was well taken care of.
The baby in her arms was beginning to wake up. He let out a soft sneeze and opened his beady little eyes to see the world around him.
The boy had tiny palms and it seemed as if he was looking curiously at Doyoung. Despite her tension, Doyoung felt a strange connection with the child in her arms. He had really beautiful grey eyes and he was as red as a cherry. The baby was blinking at her before flashing a wide smile. He held out his tiny palm to touch her cheek.
A single drop of tear fell from Doyoung's eye and for a moment, she was mesmerized by the sight of the child. Seeing him took her back to the first time she held baby Siwan in her arms after she had given birth. Her heart warmed up at the view of this innocent soul who had arrived on Earth.
"It's almost as if I know you," she whispered, kissing his wrist. The child wheezed in happiness as if saying yes. Doyoung was cooing at him, busy taking care of the tiny life in her hands. He was so delicate that she felt that he would break very easily.
"Do you want to hear a lullaby?" she beamed at the child. "Once your mother recovers, she'll sing you loads of lullaby…"
She kept on assuring the child, whispering positive things in his ears to keep him engaged. After many hours, a doctor came out of the operation theater.
"Ms. Doyoung…" He began. Doyoung stood up, alarmed to see the doctor looking very grim and sad.
"What happened, doctor?" she asked, feeling ominous.
"I'm afraid we couldn't save her," the doctor said in a sad tone. "We're sorry."
He bowed in front of her. Doyoung did not reply, too shocked to absorb what had happened. The events of the past few weeks had barely sunk in and now her best friend was gone. She slumped back on the bench, unsure of what to do. Her mind was at a loss, not knowing what was about to happen.
A tiny palm touched her cheek again as if trying to assure her that everything was alright. She looked at the baby who was seemingly consoling her. Babies were supposed to be attached to their mothers but this baby was beginning to bond with her. He was reading her emotions and that too in such a short time.
Her heart tugged at the thought that he was going to be left all alone in the world. Bosung knew her time was up and still fought to protect this tiny life. Who was she running from? And why would anyone hurt this innocent child?
Then she recalled the deeds of her husband and realized that even if Kang Danny was dead, monsters like him still roamed freely.
"I'll take care of you," she promised. "You don't have to be scared of anything. You'll have your mother's surname, but you'll be my son and Siwan's brother. Got it? You're now part of my family."
A nurse came to her. "Erm, madam," the nurse gently called her. "It's a bad time but I have to ask this with great difficulty. If you wish, we could arrange a small funeral for the deceased soul at our hospital's funeral parlor. Or would you like her to be cremated? We could help with the arrangements."
"Bosung always wanted to be cremated," Doyoung stated. "I'll sign the forms."
The nurse nodded and was about to leave when Doyoung stopped her.
"Could you also issue me a birth certificate for this child?" she requested. "He is the son of…"
She glanced at the surgery room where Bosung's body was being prepared to be taken to the morgue.
"Understood," the nurse said. "Will you be signing as his guardian?"
"As his adoptive mother," Doyoung declared. "He's now my son."
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Siwan was up all night, waiting for his mother. She had called him up and told him that she was going to be late but he could not help being worried. For the past few days, they had been preparing to move to another town. It was a difficult decision but Doyoung wanted to take Siwan away from all the negative press which was associated with Kang Danny's image. She wanted to give him a proper upbringing and now that she had decided to go back into modeling, she could take Siwan with her wherever she went.
At first Siwan was reluctant to leave but seeing his mother's plight, he gave in. When he broke this news to Jina, she simply looked at him with sorrowful eyes. She was already upset over something for the past week and the news of his departure only saddened her more.
He glanced at the tiny red and orange band she had braided for him.
"This is for luck," she had told him. "Don't lose it. It'll bring us together again someday."
Siwan sadly stared at it. He did not take it off and was determined to return to Jina someday. Till then, he would never take it off his wrist.
He heard Doyoung's car honking at the driveway. She had just overseen Bosung's cremation and completed all the formalities. It was a long and tiring night to the point that she did not even get a moment to cry. She had ordered the servants via text to buy all baby essentials for the trip and would purchase more once they reach their new house.
Siwan ran down the stairs to find his mother entering the mansion. In her arms, was a tiny baby.
Siwan frowned and stared at the baby.
"Who's that?" he asked.
Doyoung hesitated. She was not sure how Siwan would react to the news of having a baby brother. Would he accept this boy or reject him?
"This...this is little Hobin," she explained. "Ohm Hobin. He's aunty Bosung's son."
Siwan stared at the baby who was fast asleep, sucking on his thumb.
"Aunty Bosung is no more," Doyoung revealed. "And this little guy has no one in this world so we'll be taking care of him as his mother and brother."
"Brother?" Siwan echoed and glanced at the baby again. Doyoung was worried about Siwan's reaction. He stood quietly for a while before turning around to go back upstairs.
"Where are you going?" Doyoung asked.
"To bring my toys of course!" Siwan replied. "And a blanket. He'll also need a crib to sleep in. You have my baby crib, right? It's in the storage. I'll help the servants to take it out. After all, I can't let my brother sleep on the floor, can I?"
Upon hearing that, Doyoung's suppressed grief exploded but there was a mix of happiness in it as well. She sat on the lower step of the stair, crying as she clutched the baby in her arms. Siwan hugged her from behind, letting his mother cry her heart out.
They stayed like that for a while, quietly crying while patting the new family member who had already become inseparable from them.